Crossover: The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation, starting with cultivation with the Six Flowers Im

Instead, they first retrieved the dragon bone crosses belonging to Odin and Chu Zihang.

The dense Dragon King power on the spare skirt caused Xia Lu's pupils to contract rapidly.

He gasped sharply.

The King of Bronze and Fire, the King of Sky and Wind.

Both dragon kings perished at the hands of the other.

This was absolutely terrifying for her.

This means that the other party likely has the ability to easily take her life.

But this did not make Xia Mi surrender.

Instead, he looked at Nangong Yehua with even greater wariness.

Her pride wouldn't allow her to surrender.

"You're a dragon slayer?!"

"Don't worry, I have no intention of taking your life!"

Nangong Yehua looked at Xia Mi with a playful gaze.

Her flawless, almost monstrous beauty was as radiant as a summer flower.

Her eyes are clear and bright, she has long eyelashes, her cheeks are a little chubby, and there are small canine teeth at the corners of her mouth.

She has fair skin, a slender figure, and a well-proportioned figure.

She tied her hair into a long high ponytail, and her fluffy bangs looked like clouds.

Speaking of dragon girls and such.

He hasn't tried it yet! (Large)

Chapter 103 You Pervert

They obtained the Dragonbone Cross from Odin and Chu Zihang.

The power of the two dragon kings.

He is 100% certain that he can break through to the Golden Core Perfection stage.

He reached the state of perfect Golden Core.

I want to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.

The power of the four kings was no longer of any use to him.

So whether Xia Mi is silly or not is irrelevant to Nangong Yehua.

So he decided to spare Xia Mi's life.

Try the taste of the Dragon Girl.

See if there are any differences in their structure compared to humans.

"what do you mean?"

Upon hearing Nangong Yehua's words, Xia Mi asked with a wary look in her eyes.

"If you don't want to die, come with me!"

Nangong Yehua said calmly.

"what is your purpose?"

"What do you think it means for a young and beautiful girl like you to ask me to come with you?!"

Nangong Yehua looked at Xia Mi with a mocking expression.

Anger instantly rose in her heart.

His dark golden eyes shone like flames.

The terrifying aura of the Dragon King, "953," pressed down on Nangong Yehua.

But an even more terrifying pressure burst forth from his body.

I advise you not to make a move!

"Otherwise, you and your brother will both die!"

Nangong Yehua looked at Xia Mi with icy eyes.

The terrifying pressure felt like a mountain pressing down on her.

Xia Mi stared at Nangong Yehua in horror.

Apart from the Black King and the White King.

No third person's pressure could suppress her so effectively.

Even the strongest of the four kings wouldn't be able to do it.

Because although her strength was inferior to theirs.

But as fellow rulers, the pressure from other rulers had no effect on her.

Only she could be overwhelmed by force.

Only then can you suppress her with intimidation.

This also indirectly confirms the truthfulness of what the other party said.

He truly had the ability to kill her and Fenrir.

This made Xia Mi even more wary.

She slowly withdrew the oppressive aura emanating from her.

He looked at Nangong Yehua with an icy expression.

Not a word.

Nangong Yehua didn't care and walked straight forward.

He reached out and stroked Xia Mi's fair and smooth face.

Xia Mi's eyes flashed with anger, and she was about to burst out and break Nangong Yehua's hand.

But Nangong Yehua's eyes were cold, like those of an ancient glacier.

Like a bucket of cold water, it instantly extinguished the anger in her heart.

Xia Mi felt extremely aggrieved.

But their lives were entirely in the other party's hands.

Reason told her that she couldn't act rashly.

Therefore, he could only use indifference to mask the anger in his heart.

Nangong Yehua pinched Xia Mi's cheek triumphantly, then took her hand and said.

"let's go!"

"Where?"

"hotel!"

"you……"

Xia Mi's anger was about to explode again.

But at this moment, Nangong Yehua's hand felt like a ball of steel.

This left Xia Mi unable to struggle at all.

Then he took me to the nearest hotel...

……

……

In a luxurious and clean suite.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone in through the large floor-to-ceiling windows.

Xia Mi stared blankly at the plum blossoms on the bed.

He wrapped himself in a sheet and walked toward the bathroom.

She was, after all, the Dragon King, and her body was different from that of ordinary human women.

Minor injuries heal quickly on their own.

Nangong Yehua sat at the table, watching the sunset outside the window, and lit a cigarette with a pleasant expression.

The window reflected scarlet spots of light.

Gradually merging with the setting sun.

A ring of crimson light spread out around it.

After finishing a cigarette.

Looking at Xia Mi, who was still not out of the bathroom.

Nangong Yehua grinned and got up to walk towards the bathroom.

Soon, sounds of resistance and defeat came from the bathroom...

……

After winning the second time, Xia Mi was somewhat tired.

He asked while lying in bed.

"Who are you?"

"The largest mixed-race power in Japan is in my hands."

Nangong Yehua answered calmly.

"But don't worry, I believe you felt it just now, I'm not a hybrid."

"And your power no longer works on me."

"So as long as you behave, I won't hurt you."

Nangong Yehua's hands roamed over Xia Mi's body, personally experiencing the meaning of skin as smooth as jade.

"You're not a half-blood?!"

Xia Mi sat up in surprise, revealing a stunningly beautiful look.

Nangong Yehua smiled slightly but did not answer.

He simply condensed a wisp of magical power at his fingertips.

Upon seeing the magic power, Xia Mi trembled as if she had been electrocuted.

"A cultivator? That's impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible!"

Nangong Yehua leaned lazily against the headboard, his hands slowly groping Xia Mi's body.

The facts are right in front of you!

"That's true. If you weren't a cultivator, how could you have killed so many dragon kings..."

Xia Mi murmured to herself.

Dragon bloodlines have a strict hierarchy.

The Black King is the only emperor.

The White King is the High Priest.

The four monarchs are kings.

Then there are the second and third generation Elder Dragons, these are the common Elder Dragons.

She couldn't sense any familiarity from Nangong Yehua.